Buzzard, Panther, Honey Bee
Missed Connections in Athens
Her name is written upon every page;
Her poison beauty I continue to praise
I rejoice in the peaceful solitude,
Yet become lonely in useless pride.
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Suspended
Not even the Sun and Moon can divide
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Subjective
The feeling of a story in want of a prelude;
Time
The Sun and Moon cannot divide
Time in solitude
(hey you! I’m thinkin about your smile and how sad but sweet it looks…)
(missin you! and my painting too! I really like it and would love it back with me…)
Her Two Cents
Finding a missed connections poem is good, but finding one with an attached image (that isn’t something grossly inappropriate!) is even better – it adds an extra level of mystery and fun. Buzzard, panther, honey bee, a painting is kept, where can it be?
